The Pascagoula democrat-star. (Pascagoula, Miss.) 1878-1920, 1887-05-20

tHodSuL HOW III WOulu Ue. EVERY
body's doors are shut against me-
SIS it true. Joanna ~ whispered
Dora coming close up to her.
''ls what true :"
"rhat you drink !"
GOT course it's true. You would
drink if you were driven as | am
There are times when you could sell
your soul for chance to forget !!
And that chance is only to bc found
in drink p
ooh. Joanna, | am SO sorry for
Your
"Sorry! Say that again, lass /!
People have yearly left off being
sorry for me-"
"But listen, Joanna. Won't you
try 10 do differently ~
81 am not so bad AS folks think
me, except tor the craving for drink.
have been nothing worse than
wild and willtul. Only when girl
once gets on the down hill every
man or woman thinks it ii duty to
give her nush.'
''Ihen will you try aud retrieve
your old Self"
GLOW can L? What is there left
for me 7"
"Your superb voice, Joanna"
"You would have me sing myself
into responsibility, eh And in
the meantime | should starve.n
You need not stdrve, Joanna.
Herew
Quick as lightning she drew
small chain, with gold locket
shaped like heart dangling ut each
end, from her neck
"Dear Joanna, take this. 1t is
worth money. Sell il and use the
money Tor your needs
care YOU in earnest Dora"
"Of course am. Hush mother
is calling me. | mnSt 60"
"God bless you for this" said Jo-
anna, huSkily. Aud Dora, one word
more-lt me kiss YOU, just once
BY way Of answer, Theodora Ok
gate threw her arms around the
tall girls neck and pressed her soft,
red lips close to The others cold
mouth. And as she did SO some
thing FLASHED her red cheek k-it was
il hot tear.
The next instant Joanna Elfald
had disappeared into the world OF
shadows THAI was lowering over all
the landscape. Aud rs she went
she murmured to herself:
"Some one believes in me yet.
LIS a strange sensation, and yet
it gives one something to live for
after all p
"DOra! Theodora Why don't
you answer? Bnt no one thinks it
worth While to pay any attention to
ne nOwadaysr
1t was Mrs. OXgate'S shrill piping
'0lce, as helpless from paralysis
HE sat i'll her cushioned chair by
he doorway"
"What is it, mamma ~ Dora ask
ii coming to the door.
The Oxgate farm has drifted sad
Y into decay. Fences had fallen,
ates hung creaking, sunny pas
ure lands were neglected, grass
leadows had toppled over with
heir own weigh Of harvest.
The carriage with them grand
eeple that has bought Glenwood +
lace. A gentleman dressed like
he Prince of Wales, aud lady
hose diamonds flashed fit to blind
ne. Look The carriage is stop 4,
ing. SurefS live the lady's com.
X back, trailing her blue silk dress
the dust like it was domestic i
She gave her apron a twitch, and a
led to settle be-. scant skirt over
le poor, useless feet aS the tall,
ately figure swept ulf to the door. G
"This is the Oxgate place, is it
1t Z" the lady asked in deep, sweet
nee that betrayed her at once.
ora answered promptly. m
"This is the Oxgate place aud you N
e Joanna Elfield." :,
''NOt Joanna Elield now, bat Jo- nj
ina Avenel, " she rejoined, smiling. N
Here is my husband. George, d,
re is the fliend | told you, whose If
md, ten years ago, lifted me out SO
the darkness aud set me in the re
ght place." o.,
"Dora," she added, "that night N
rs the turning place of nv life. nj
'e l have your little gold chain h,
th the heart yet. knew then fo
at one human creature had faith a,
me still andit renewed the tOun- m
In of life within me. Dora, you M
re my guardian angel. God ar
'ss you fol It." a.
People wondered much why the IN
renels had Dora Oxgate with -
am, to say nothing of that tire RI
ne, pressing old bore her mother.
t Mrs. Avenels was a great lady,
d could, OF course be excused for an
vl-g her whims-one Of which ma
: 10 wear a thread-like chain Of es.
II around her neck, villa heart
lpea locket hanging fromit.
Aud Dora Oxgair. although she to
I settled into a solitary, hard Po
rkiug old maid. knew that Der ly
had not beeu 10 vain. fro